Sasuke's image never mended from Sakura's mind. It was constantly bugging and distracting her.
"Sakura-sama! Sakura-sama!" That was all she heard all day.
No wonder Tsunade hated this job…
Filing papers and assigning missions weren't what she considered 'practical'. But, being able to care so seriously about her precious village pleased herself.
Sometimes, the job became too stressful that she considered committing suicide—but that was only a humorous thought.
This was one of those days where she just might consider that possibility.
Sasuke is at large! What does he want with this village? What the hell is going on?
She persistently reminded herself to listen to her head. Not with her heart.
A Hokage shouldn't put her personal feelings in a shaky situation. No. But shinobi are human. They have feelings as well—no matter who you are. She kept wondering how Sasuke only felt hatred for his brother. How could he just shut her, Naruto, and Kakashi sensei down? A part of her envied him. The other part pitied him.
It had only been several hours ago that tears left her eyes. The undone paper works scattered on her rugged desk. Too much paperwork. She knew that she'd lack some sleep for the night.
Where can I go to scream? She thought. Screaming would help stressed-out people. The village is in deep sleep for the night.
She lurked the Hokage tower slowly. This time, her guard was down as she strolled deeper into the hallways. A big forbidden closet was an available area for her screaming. No one would hear such deafening shouts from there. In all six years of her duty as Hokage, she had never once set foot in this vacant space. She never had time to explore the vast tower, moreover its available rooms.
Her hand grasped the doorknob and slowly swung the door.
Piles of boxes stacked up on each other. The room was dark and silent. She read the labels on the boxes. Sakura gasped.
"Unclaimed property" it read. She curiously searched throughout each boxes carefully. It killed time and relaxed her just a bit. Suddenly, she came across a small one. It shocked her as it read 'Uzumaki Naruto'
She almost dropped the box—terrified of what contained inside.
Naruto! Her hand trembled and slowly unfolded the carton flap. This was her dear friends' possessions. Would he want her to be fishing through it?
She bravely peers inside it. There wasn't much inside. First, there was the old Team 7 portrait. Sakura formed a very feeble smile as a tear spilled to where Kakashi sensei's face had been.
We were once Team 7. Can someone please tell me that this is all a dream? Someone please tell me that I'm still a twelve year old girl training under Tsunade-sama!
She next spotted the valuable necklace that Tsunade had given him. It was beautiful and worth quite a price. Naruto didn't die because of this. No, he didn't.
As her tears trailed down the portrait, she felt a piece of paper crumbled on the back of the frame. She pulled it out and disclosed the document. Sakura nearly dropped it as she noticed her name printed at the very top. She blinked twice.
It read:
Dear Saukra-chan,
This time, I'll get him for sure! I promise not to die because I still have to be Hokage you know! If I somehow die, just please give up on him. Sasuke's intentions are too extreme and I don't want you involved in anyway. This is all a game of tag. Akatsuki is after me. We're after Sasuke, and Sasuke is after his cruel brother. I have this unpleasant feeling in my
stomach that tells me that he would die with his brother if he even killed him. Sasuke never cared about his life or anyone else's..let him kill his brother. If he somehow lives through it, and returns to the village, tell Tsunade to welcome him right back. After murdering his brother, he'll have nothing to do. He can't get any stronger. I'll kill Orochimaru myself—I'll never let him take the body of Sasuke. No matter how long it may take him to come, just welcome him right back. I know you'll love him forever.
The letter was officially drenched in tears. She recited the last sentence. I know that you'll love him forever.
"Take the job, Naruto!" she cried "I don't want it anymore!"
No one was able to hear her. Crying twice in the same day wasn't a frequent habit of the Rokudaime. She found the two boys she cared about the most that same day. One was already out of her grasp, and she let the other go tonight.
You told me not to let him go. What have I done?
A/N
okay. Thanks for the reviews! I decided to continue it! I have a feeling this may only be a three-shot fanfic.. But, I just might continue it further on. So, thanks guys! Remember, I love review like I love Air Forces and Jordans!